DOOMED TO BE A VILLAIN

Chapter 94 CHAPTER 94: PALM MALL

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Davies and Tisha arrived at another mall after a few more minutes of driving around while searching for one. 

'Palm Mall,'

'Hopefully, this one doesn't belong to an idiot,' Davies thought as he got out along with Tisha. After getting out of the car, he and Tisha waited for Daniel and the rest of the others to park their various vehicles and come along with them.

A couple of seconds later, Davies was standing alongside Tisha and Daniel while being followed by six intimidating-looking men wearing all-black clothing with a white inner shirt. They walked toward the entrance of the mall, looking like an intimidating gang to some and a young master surrounded by his people to others.

Just before entering the mall, Davies checked his watch,

'8:17pm,' he confirmed the time, so he could allocate a time limit for himself at the mall as he still had a protagonist to wallop at a race in a few hours.

Upon entering the mall, Davies immediately went toward the first boutique that he saw that sold clothes and hopped right in. He immediately looked toward Daniel, delivering his thoughts with his eyes.

For Daniel who had gone shopping with him before, she knew what his look meant and hurriedly went to pick up a cart, but the others were looking dumbfounded as they didn't know what to do at that moment.

"Pick up a cart as well," Daniel explained Davies's 'eye message' to the men in black. 

As his personal assistant/bodyguard/butler she had gone shopping with Davies before and so she knew of Davies's shopping habits, but since the others didn't know, she had to explain to them.

Since Davies was abnormally handsome, he looked good in literally anything he wore, and to top it off, he was extremely rich, so things like a budget or how he would look in selective clothing did not influence his clothing choices.

Because of this, he tended to pick clothes due to his personal choice, and sometimes on a whim… and Davies was annoyingly whimsical. 

He was the type of person who would buy a plane because it interested him today and blow it up tomorrow because he wanted to see fireworks.

Luckily he had the luxury to afford his whimsical actions.

Davies walked up to a hanger of clothes, ignoring the greetings and sales pitch from the salesperson, not caring to even look if the salesperson was a man or a woman, and stretched his hands at the first cloth on the hanger, to another piece of clothing the end of another hanger at another corner of the shop,

"From here to there, pack them all," Davies said with a blank tone, making it seem like he was just buying a bunch of bananas. 

Everyone in the shop but Daniel stared at him with their jaws dropping to the floor.

'Who is this nouveau-riche!!!???' the manageably good-looking saleswoman who had been ignored by Davies thought with great shock. Even though Davies buying so many things for her shop was good for her, she couldn't help but feel bitter at not being able to be like him and buy things with reckless abandon.

The thought of Davies just making a scene and not actually intending to buy anything did not even pop up in her head for a second, as she wouldn't dare to think that someone as handsome as Davies with as many intimidating followers would not be able to buy a couple of luxury clothes, and even if Davies came alone, she still wouldn't doubt his ability.

There was a kind of confidence-stemmed aura around him that made people naturally believe in his ability to do things. Only when he was acting out another role would this aura be hidden… or if he encountered an arrogant to-the-heavens type of protagonist who slights everybody they meet, and every type of protagonist that he had met had such arrogance.

Daniel and the Men in Black got to work, picking up the clothes that Davies had pointed out, while Davies let his eyes roam about the shop to see if anything else caught his eye.

"Aren't you going to try any of the clothes? What if it doesn't fit?" Tisha asked him with a look of curiosity and slight anticipation.

"Girl, with my kind of face, I look good in anything,"

"Also, it doesn't matter if it doesn't fit, I can just burn it," Davies replied, as while it was true that he only picked clothes to wear based on his personal preference, there was no way he would waste hours on end looking for clothes that caught his eye in the shop, he still had other things to do after all.

That was why he had just pointed out a couple of hangers and let the clothes be packed up, he'd decide if he actually wanted to wear such an outfit on the day he had to wear them and not a day before, and as for the clothes that didn't manage to catch his eye… well, there were many endings for unwanted clothes.

As he replied, he failed to notice the slight look of anticipation from all the women around as they really wanted to see what a pretty boy like him would look like in another change of clothes, after all, there was a reason why women liked to play dress up with dolls, and Davies looked like an exquisitely made doll that harbored enough face value to even shake the most celibate woman's heart.

Davies's eyes finally fell upon the beautiful waitress and he was actually quite surprised at how he had subconsciously ignored her as she was quite beautiful. Not to brag, but there was no way a beautiful woman would ever escape his eyesight, as even if he wouldn't end up 'doing' her, he still liked to appreciate women's beauty and their… ehem.

The waitress had quite a beautiful face and she looked to be in her mid-thirties, but as his eyes began to scan her body and reached her almost non-existent chest, he finally understood why she hadn't managed to draw his eyes immediately.

'How can you look like a MILF and not have huge bonkers, or at least manageably sized ones," Davies almost screamed internally, causing Miya to roll her eyes at the thoughts flying around inside his head.

His eyes continued their descent and when they reached her hips, his eyes almost popped out at the delectable-looking shape of her hips and her phat ass. What she didn't have in boobs, she made up for in ass, and his eyes were very pleased with the sort of eye candy that it offered.

His playboy attitude was about to take over but he quickly restrained himself as he was still with Tisha and flirting with another woman and exchanging contact details with her when he was still on a date with Tisha was pushing it a bit too far, even for him.

But of course, there was no way he was letting this phat ass MILF escape him without tasting her first, so he looked around for the name of the shop, as a reference for when he would come back and that was when his eyes landed on a shirt that immediately caught his interest.

It was a short-sleeved shirt that had a beautifully made design of what looked like a purplish-blue galaxy with countless white light dots poking out in the background.

"I'll take that one as well…" He began,

"... Matter of fact, I'll just wear it right now," he said as he began to walk towards the cloth after remembering that he hadn't changed his clothing today and was wearing the clothes he had picked out yesterday.

He took off his watch, his two silver neck chains, his glasses, and finally, the earring on his left ear, and then, without any form of decorum, he took off the baggy multi-colored sweater first before unbuttoning the white inner shirt and taking it off, fully exposing his upper body that due to good genes and intensive physical training looked so sexy, that the temperature being released from all the females in the shop went up a notch.

Someone should probably have reminded Davies that there was a dressing room where he could change, but that person would be mobbed by all the women enjoying the sight of a pretty boy with a chiseled body changing his clothes.

In a few seconds, Davies had on the shirt and was now picking up his accessories and putting them back on, starting with his glasses this time.

The beautifully designed purplish-blue shirt would look odd on any other person but with Davies, it instead just went along with his other pieces of clothing and even accentuated his other clothing by quite a bit.

Seeing this Davies decided there was no point in looking for a matching trouser, but the women in the stall were hoping that he would find one that caught his eye. Maybe he would change his trousers out in the open as well.

After seeing his gorgeous upper body, they were now even more interested in the weight he was packing in his lower body.